to colour this day in ...
no, to fence this day in ...
no, to coat this day with ...
words.
they catch in the guttural
and down the disdain,
they lighten up the littoral
and clarify the pane
they rebop the bebop
and slop your slippage
they can't let you sleep
you're on their night's edge
so take down your sycophants
and dust off the clues
they're rapping time's rants
with the tongue of your shoes
Andrew
Mt Lawley
31/08/2005
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